y different because I now knew my grandfather had held a secret meeting there. This time, I had a mission. As I looke

the employees, nobody questioned why I was there. After greeting everyone, I asked about the private meeting room and simply told them I wa

nior staff members who were authorized to enter it. One of the names im

ccess to my grandfather's affairs than I had ever understood. I asked where he was, and the employee told me he was currently in the building. I immedi

felt reminded me that I needed to be careful, especially with my pregnancy. I took a moment to steady myself before approaching him. I greete

and didn't appear nervous, which made it harder for me to tell whether he was hiding something or not. I kept my expression calm so he wouldn't su

us listened carefully without reacting, which only made me more confused. He then explained that the room was restricted and could only be accessed

g for some old business records. Marcus nodded and told me he would take me to the room himself because he had authorized access. I felt a little

me. As we walked, I noticed how easily he moved through the restricted area, as if he had done it many times before. It reminded me of the photograph I had found in my grandfather

ler than I had expected, with a large table in the middle and several cabinets against the wall. I tried to look as though I was simply searching for old business records, but my attention was drawn

g too much attention to me. While checking the files, I noticed a particular folder that matched something I had seen in the photograph. That made me rea

ual. The folder was slightly dusty around the edges, but the space where I foun

interested I was in it, he might start asking questions I wasn't ready to answer. I quickly looked through the other files and

but I noticed his expression change as the person on the other end spoke. I couldn't hear everything, but I caught a few words about some documents that needed to

ndle something. He assured me he would be back shortly and left the room, closing the d

Hale's name. I quickly checked the date and felt my heart sink when I realized the meeting had taken place only a few weeks before my grandfather's death in my first life. I read further and n

oned concerns about certain decisions within Vance Group and my grandfather's growing suspicion about someone close to the company. One line stoo

ut the document didn't give me a clear answer. For the first time, I won

there. I remembered how quickly she had stopped talking when she saw me and how she had hidden the papers in her hands. At the time, I had thought nothing of it, but n

eart jumped. I quickly placed the document back inside the folder and returned it to its origi

ving toward the cabinet. For a second, I was afraid he had noticed something, but I f

the files in my hands. Then he looked at m

ords or if he somehow knew that I had opened the folder. I quickly kept my expression calm and tol

ed normal, but I noticed his eyes briefly move toward the cabinet where the folder was kept. My attention i

hanked him for helping me access the room and quietly reminded myself that

I caught a glimpse of the name on the screen before he turned away to answer it. The name wasn't the same one I had seen in my grandfather's document, but something about it felt

took a deep breath, reminding myself that I couldn't keep pushing myself like this. Marcus noticed and looked at m

yself that I wasn't only doing this for me anymore. I had a baby to

et meeting, Chloe's connection to that day, and the unfamiliar name were all connected somehow. I still didn't have enough answers, but at least I finally had somet

er the words he had spoken, even though I had never seen his face clearly enough to recognize him. I looked down at

had been involved in my grandfather's affairs, there was a chanc

ng anyone without enough evidence could only make things harder for me. For now, I would quietly

nged something by searching for answers earlier than I had in my first l

, but after I made two turns, the same car was still there. My grip tightened around the steering wheel as I c

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ask who he was,